Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 75 Visiting the Goddess
"The so-called sincerity is as good as gold and stone. I believe that one day, he will be moved by my sincerity." When Murong Jin said this, there was a dazzling light in his expression.

Shen Jingshu frowned at the side, King Jin is trying to win over the male god?
Although Shen Jingshu didn't study much politics and history, he had read a lot of ancient Chinese novels and film and television dramas, so he naturally had a certain understanding of power struggles.

Since ancient times, those in positions of power, especially the princes of the royal family, will actively expand their contacts and seek support from all parties after the king enters middle age, in order to be able to overwhelm his rivals in the later struggle for the crown.

This kind of support is sometimes not only limited to a few high-ranking officials in the court, nor is it limited to famous families with intricate relationships.

Sometimes, even ordinary merchants or rivers and lakes will get involved.

From government-business cooperation, businessmen can usually get certain benefits, but most of the time, when the superiors become famous, it is often the day when those former heroes are decapitated.

Shen Jingshu has heard too many stories about the cunning rabbit's dead dog cooking, and she doesn't want the same thing to happen to Xie Muhan in the future.

Although, they are not familiar with each other now...

Murong Li didn't say anything more, at this moment, An Tai came back with the wine.

After An Taimo poured a glass for the two of them without saying a word, he stepped aside.

"Drink it, this is the Zihong Huaying that my father rewarded me three years ago. I specially ordered someone to bury it in the cellar, so that I can drink it when you and my brother get together in the future."

Shen Jingshu glanced at the fine nectar in Murong Li's cup, it was purple like a precious jewel, mellow and fragrant, it was indeed the best grape wine.

Her favorite thing in the past was wine, but now just by smelling it like this, she feels like she is very hungry, as if she is drunk.

She really wanted to pounce on him and grab a few big cups to satisfy her cravings, but considering the identities of Murong Jin and Murong Li, she thought it was better to forget it.

She would not do such a thing as being beaten up for a sip of wine, or being looked down upon from then on.

Staying here would only be asking for torture. After thinking about it, she quietly went back to her yard.

She thought that she could only postpone the matter of making trouble for the Shen family.

Two days later, the weather was still sunny, King Jin came to the door again and invited Murong Li to Xie's mansion together.

Shen Jingshu didn't know what Murong Li'an was up to, but let her go together.

But thinking of meeting the male god, she had nothing to be embarrassed about, so she happily accompanied her.

On the way to Xie Mansion...

"Yesterday, I heard Yuan Bao tell the story of your acquaintance. It's really surprising. The two of you don't know each other, right?"

Shen Jingshu glanced at the masked person opposite.

Don't know each other?
She didn't hit him at all, did she?

It was he who was bullying her.

After all, she didn't have the chance to bully him anymore. They finally signed a peace agreement, and if she beat him up again, the matter would never end.

Alas, why is she a little bit unwilling?
Shen Jingshu was feeling depressed when Xie's mansion had arrived.

"My lord, we're here, you can get out of the car."

Shen Jingshu didn't even look at the two of them, and got out of the carriage first and jumped off the carriage.

Looking at the mansion in front of him that was as grand as Prince Gong's Mansion, Shen Jingshu blinked and muttered: "Sure enough, rich people are different."

Poor and lower-middle peasants like her probably can't afford such a garden even if they work hard all their lives.

According to her previous plan to make money, she might still be able to afford it, but after leaving the capital, she had to keep a low profile, and this only chance was cut off.

　#每秋: Reading a book without leaving a message or voting is equivalent to playing hooligans, girls, you hooligans who have been playing with me for so long, are you not afraid of breaking me?Quickly count the votes to comfort me.

　　A certain male god: No?The stepmother upstairs told me that if you don't give me a ticket, she will abuse me in the future, are you willing? #
　　
　
(End of this chapter)